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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 11:03:23 GMT -5
((Takes place on Naboo, years after the fall of the Emperor.))
*Atalanta swung herself onto her black swoop bike, securing her helmet, and gripping the handlebars tightly, thankful for the fingerless gloves she wore since she would definitely wind up with blisters from this race. Other racers mounted their swoops as well and soon all were in place. The second the light turned green, they were off, the crowd raising a cheer. Atalanta smiled as she pulled ahead of a few racers... This couldn't get better... Her favorite hobby on her favorite planet (besides Corellia)... not to mention the Force to help her out a little...
Later that day, Atalanta walked into a cantina, the first place prize of 2000 credits with her. Racing on Naboo was never hard since there was only one real swoop track and racing wasn't that popular on the peaceful planet. All the same, the prizes were fairly small compared to other worlds like Coruscant and Ord Mantell. Still, the scenery of Naboo was amazing and the race had most definitely been enjoyable. Atalanta took a seat at the counter, quite pleased with herself despite the fact that she showed no emotion on her face. She removed her swoop helm and set it in her lap, her long black hair falling free. As she quickly pulled her hair up into her usual high ponytail, she ordered her drink and waited, wondering how long before her master Mahtocca came looking for her.*
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Post by darkhelmet on Apr 24, 2004 14:47:10 GMT -5
Ferric Nighthunter was exhausted after a long day on Naboo, although he enjoyed it deeply. Thievery was quite easy here, because everyone is so nice and friendly and never on there guard. Crime rarely happens down here. Its almost as if everyone trusts everyone. The guards aren't that observent either. Ferric Nighthunter was great at being a thief and that is all he is probably good at. It would be torture for him to get a job. He does have a sort of kind soul though. Ferric would never rob a poor person and he never takes everything the person owns. Unless it is someone he hates of course. Ferric Nighthunter walked into a cantina counting the money he stole today. It averaged about 3000 credits and a few pieces of jewlery. Normally he only get a about a hundred when he steals, but this time their were quite a few nobles walking around without any guards around. So far, only one person ever saw Ferric steal from them and they only got a look at his back. Ferric sat down at the bar and ordered a class of ale. He was quite pleased with himeself. Now he wouldn't have to rob anyone for a whole week. That means no work!
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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 17:00:31 GMT -5
*Atalanta sipped her drink slowly, glancing around. She noticed that she was getting a few odd stares and wondered if it was because people had noticed her swoop helmet... or her lightsaber. However, she tried hard to hide both from view. She hated attention like that. And her simple black attire that contrasted so sharply with the clothing of the Naboo wasn't helping either. She sighed softly and tried to ignore it, staring blankly ahead instead.*
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Post by darkhelmet on Apr 24, 2004 17:17:12 GMT -5
The bartender gave Ferric Nighthunter his ale that he ordered. Ferric took a sip of that and looked around the cantina. Everybody in here looked normal except there was a women who was wearing black clothes and had a swoop helmet. Ferric laughed quitely to himself. "Who would want to come to this crummy place?" he thought to himself. "There is practically no way to entertain yourself. Especially for a swoop racer. This place doesn't have that good of a track."
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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 17:44:19 GMT -5
*Atalanta glanced further down the bar, her light gray eyes focusing on a man that was staring at her. She frowned slightly. What's everyone's problem? You'd think they'd never seen an outsider or a swoop racer in their lives... I'd hate to see how they react to a wookie walking the streets... She slowly looked away again, quickly downing the rest of her drink.*
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Post by darkhelmet on Apr 24, 2004 17:54:49 GMT -5
Ferric Nighthunter turned his head away from the swoop racer and looked at a man sitting next to him at the bar. Ferric then relized that the man had a wallet full of credits sticking out from his pocket. He quickly reached his hand into the pocket and grabbed the credits. Then he waited ten seconds to see if the victim responded. When the man did nothing but sip his ale, Ferric knew that he didn't see him. Normally once he has enough money, Ferric Nighunter doesn't steal until he has to, but this time he was saving up to buy a ship and get off of Naboo.
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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 19:19:44 GMT -5
*When Atalanta glanced at the man again, she noticed him quickly reach for something next to him. Her frown deepened... There was something about that action that she didn't like. However, it wasn't really her business and until she had proof that he was up to no good she really couldn't confront him. Instead, she simply pulled out her winnings, ordering another drink and paying for both before slipping the credits back into her pocket.*
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Post by darkhelmet on Apr 24, 2004 20:43:53 GMT -5
Ferric Nighthunter took a sip of his ale and walked over to a table bringing his ale with him. He did that so the man wouldn't see his wallet. Then Ferric took out the wallet and opened it up. There was one hundred and sixty eight credits in there. Then he put the credits away and threw the wallet in the trash can.
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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 21:01:45 GMT -5
*Atalanta watched the man's actions carefully, soon not at all doubting what he had reached for. Her eyes narrowed slightly. She had worked for smugglers and thieves all her life before Mahtocca took her in... It had been smugglers and thieves that had destroyed her life... As soon as she got her drink, Atalanta slowly rose from her seat at the bar. She didn't like confronting people in public but she hoped that a mind trick or two would easily help to avoid a scene. She slowly and silently made her way over to the man. Her voice was quiet as she spoke but she got right to the point, never one to beat around the bush.* "So how much did you manage to get off of him?"
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Post by darkhelmet on Apr 24, 2004 21:26:23 GMT -5
Ferric looked up at Atalanta studying her closely. He had not idea who she was ow why she was confronting him. After all, nobody except her saw him steal. "Oh, about a hundred sixty. Not like you should care," he said. Ferric never really liked killing people so, he put his hand on his stun pistol, but left it in its holster for now.
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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 21:39:38 GMT -5
*Atalanta's eyes briefly moved to his hand as he placed it on his weapon. She had all of her senses alert now, careful to keep her Jedi reflexes ready for action.* "Oh I think I should... It's for your own safety. You see, there's a wookie that's going to come in here looking for me soon and she has senses much keener than my own. If she catches you stealing... well... I want to see you try and snatch wallets after she's ripped your arms off." *Atalanta's face and voice were completely blank as she spoke. She casually took a sip of her drink, her eyes never leaving him, although she was fully prepared to fling both her drink and helmet aside the moment she might need her lightsaber...*
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Post by darkhelmet on Apr 24, 2004 22:38:47 GMT -5
Ferric Nighthunter stood up and pulled outhis blaster, but wasn't really aiming it at anyone or anything. "Well, then I guess I better get going. Ta." He started to walk out, but always kept his eyes watching her.
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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 22:43:02 GMT -5
*Atalanta quickly finished the rest of her drink and placed the glass on the table, quietly following him out. Her steps were swift enough to catch up with him.* "And what makes you think that I'm going to leave you alone that easily?"
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Post by darkhelmet on Apr 24, 2004 23:00:08 GMT -5
Ferric turn around. "And why do you keep following me? If you want to do good and justice go to Tatooine and arrest half of the population for crimes they did. Or maybe Ord Mantel and capture the smugglers. Just...leave me alone!" he said in an annoyed tone.
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Post by Kait on Apr 24, 2004 23:04:20 GMT -5
*Atalanta couldn't help but smirk a little at that.* "Been there, done that. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't turn you in for the thief that you are." *Knowing that she was treading on dangerous territory with him now, she held her helmet a bit more loosely so that she could reach her lightsaber faster.*
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